He wore a helmet every day And pads on each limb His biggest fear was the moment An idea would hit him

They said you can’t marry a comput… You’ll never be a pair But their all wrong, you won’t bel… All the memory that we share

I saw the troll That lived under the bridge But he wasn’t scary not one smidge His hair was greasy And teeth all jagged

I once met a man Who walked on his hands He’d sit on his head When too tired to stand He’d extend his leg

His pencil would not write No matter how much he would scold… “It’s not about the pencil boy” “It’s about the one who holds it”

If I don’t tip my hat When you walk by Don’t take me as being rude I’m a real nice guy please I swea… Don’t take me as a prude

Tippy Tom liked to drink Tippy Tom would raise a stink Tippy Tom would stumble out Tippy Tom would walk about Tippy Toms gone missing

What if the old man Who snored when it was pouring Did in fact not get up When it was morning What if after a ring of rosies

I cannot do my work is what he had… With my room a mess and the dog to… So he fed the dog and cleaned the… Then sat at his desk with an appen… I cannot do my work is what he had…

Upon her own pedestal Is where she sat Not down on earth She was too good for that She’s never wrong just ask her

Mean Jean The pie eating queen For miles wide She could be seen She’d eat the crusts